On a good way

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He sat with me on my bed for a long time, but I didn't mind it. We were talking about our lives and interests. It was interesting to listen to him when he was telling his story. I loved listening to him. His voice was very soft and soothing for someone like him. He loved listening to me too. He asked me questions and listened to everything I said. It was surprising to me that he was someone you could talk to easily. He may look very frightening because of his mask and robe but he was a very sweet person. Yes, he was very powerful and could kill anyone without doing much but he didn't do it because he loved doing it. He did it because his body was controlled by the black magic. He actually was a sweet person, but he couldn't control the black magic, especially when he was mad. He was the one who was trapped and not me. He was trapped in his own body and had no control over it. I honestly felt bad for him. I couldn't imagine how it felt like to live a life with two split personalities. It was impossible for me to imagine. I couldn't imagine how hard he must have been struggeling all his life with these two personalities. That poor man... I had to help him. I had to help him break out of his own spell no matter how hard it would be. He had to break out of it. I wanted to set him free.

"I should let you rest now. I gonna go back to my room" He said and stood up. I didn't want him to leave. I wanted him to stay with me, no matter how crazy it sounded.

"No, stay with me." I reached out to his hand and held it. He turned around and sat back onto the bed.

"I will come back soon. You have to rest now, sweetie" He brushed over my cheeks gently with his hand. My heart exploded when he called me sweetie. I was smiling to both of my ears.

"Okay, Maestro" I said

"Don't call me like that. Call me Michael. That is my name" He held my hands.

"Okay, Michael" I smiled. I knew he was smiling under his mask. I could feel it. He stood up and headed towards the door.

"See you soon, Elenor" He turned around one last time before he got out of the room.

"See you, Michael" I waved at him. He got out of my room and closed the door behind him quietly.

I slowly laid back down and carefully put my head on the pillow. It was painful when my head touched the pillow. It was very painful. I almost started crying because of the pain. I laid on my back and stared at the ceiling for a long time. I was thinking about my family and my friends. I was asking myself what they had been doing without me and if they were looking for me. I was sure they were missing me. I wanted too see them again so bad. I was missing them very hard, but I didnt want them to see me in my state right now. Just thought of them looking for me and missing me made me really sad. I didn't notice that tears were running down my cheeks. I missed everyone...

All of a sudden the door opened.

"Hello, my dear" A soft voice said. My vision was way too blurry because of the tears in my eyes. I couldn't really see who it was but I knew it was the maid. She came over and sat next to me on my bed. She gasped when she looked at me and noticed my red and watery eyes.

"Oh my lord, dear. What's wrong? Why are you crying?" She asked me worried.

"I miss my family. I miss my friends." I sobbed. She wiped my tears away with her hands.

"Oh dear, I understand you. Listen, everything will be fine. You will get out here soon."

"How do you know that?" I tilted my head

"I feel it. The Maestro will let you go soon"

"Are you sure about that?"

"I am. But for now, tell me what happened. Did he come into your room?" She smiled at me.

"Yes, he did"

"That's a good sign. What happened?" She was shining of happiness

"He came into my room asked me if I was okay or wanted something to eat. Then I wanted him to sit down next to me and he did. He sat down onto the bed and we started talking about him. He told me his whole story. He told me why he covers his face and body, why he is the person who he is now and much more."

"That is amazing dear! I've told you he would come to your room and talk to you. Did he tell you about his split personalities?"

"Yes, he did." I nodded a little bit, without hurting me too much.

"That is amazing. That means he trusts you. He wouldn't have told you that if he didn't trust you. That is a good thing dear. You are on a good way to get closer to him and make him happy. You really have to set him free. He has been under his own spell for a long, long time. It's time to set him free and save him." She paused and smiled at me. She had the most warming smile I'd ever  seen in my life. It made me happy, seeing her smile.

"Dear, did I tell you my name?" She asked me

"No, I don't think so."

"Oh, my apologies. My name is Diana." She smiled at me.

"You have a beautiful name, Diana."

"Oh, stop it. Yours is way prettier than mine." She giggled.

"Can I tell you something?" I asked her. I wanted to tell her what I'd felt when Michael was with me here. She was the only one whom I trusted except for Michael.

"Of course dear! What's the matter?"

"So, when the Maestro was here I felt a connection between us. I didn't see him as a stranger. I don't know where that feeling comes from, but when I talked to him it felt like I already knew him from somewhere. I felt comfortable being with him. I was surprised I felt like that."

"Oh dear. That's the first time I've heard something like that. Was is a good feeling?" She blushed a bit. It made me suspicious, but didn't think much about that. Maybe she wasn't expecting this. I didn't blame her.

"Yes, it made me feel safe."

"That's weird but also very good." She giggled

"I see you understand each other really well. I knew this would happen."

"Yeah. You were right. He had a heart and he was a very sweet person. I didn't expect that at all."

"He is a very sweet person, but that changes when he's mad as you know. but other than that, he is the sweetest human being on this planet."

"I noticed it. He has a heart of gold. I was surprised."

"I bet you were" She giggled. It was weirdly silent for a moment.

"Will I ever be able to walk again?"

"Of course, dear. I actually came to help you walk again. You've been laying in your bed way too long. Your injury is healing very good, so you will be free from these bandages soon." She smiled.

"Oh, thank god" She laughed at that.

"So, my dear. You have to try to get up now. I will help you don't worry." She got up and stood in front of me. I sat up and moved towards the side of the bed. She held me under my right arm and helped me to get up slowly. It worked and I could finally stand up, but not for too long. I got dizzy when I stood too long so I sometimes had to sit down and try to stand up again. Diana was very patient and helped me to get up over and over and over again. After some time I finally could stand up on my own and stand without getting dizzy. I was proud of myself, but I had to re-learn how to walk again. Diana held me under my arm and took small steps with me. I was hard for me to move my legs at the beginning, but after a couple times of trying it got easier and easier for me so that I could walk again, but slowly. I was very proud of myself though and Diana was it too. We made a little break and then practised again. We did this over and over until I could really walk again. I re-learned how to walk very fast. It was a miracle. I was happy I could walk again on my own.

I was so happy...

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